Slag
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Post by Slag on Jun 11, 2009 9:00:49 GMT -5
While Grimlock was busy getting crushed by logs, Slag was working his way out of the quicksand, and has managed to get his front legs out.
Which, of course, means that it is the perfect time for him to transform into his robot mode. And seeing as Slag rarely thinks straight, he pulls out his gun, and starts blasting in the general direction he last saw Mirage, taking no notice of his commander being stuck beneath the logs.
"STUPID COWARDBOTS!" he roars, glaring at the landscape to look for something to draw his rage elsewhere.
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Post by Mirage on Jun 11, 2009 10:33:48 GMT -5
//As previously stated, it is not cowardly to use the resources at one's disposal.// Mirage repeats, quite matter-of-factly. He is pointedly ignoring Track's questions about his course of action, as truth be told, Mirage is not quite sure how to proceed. He feels that a point must be made, but has a distinct feeling that no matter how he attempts to make that point, he will be in sever pain afterward.
//Since you refuse to learn ways to improve your own stealth, you must learn how to deal with an enemy who is an expert in the field. Else one day we will find your hulking corpses dead at the hands of one, to paraphrase Xaaron.// A loose paraphrase, to be certain, but still a paraphrase.
Slag's shots go wide, as Mirage was already a good distance from where he and Tracks had fallen together.
//And the first thing you must learn is that blindly shooting or striking out does nothing. You may certainly succeed in striking the enemy at some point, but it is much easier for the enemy to control your actions when you are flailing so. And while you are panicking, or caught in a blind rage, your enemy can do even more to render your strength and abilities useless.//
Mirage ducks behind a tree to let his cloak reset. To Tracks he quietly orders. //Blind Slag.//
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Grimlock
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Post by Grimlock on Jun 11, 2009 13:14:41 GMT -5
Grimlock's time out under the logs gives him a bit to cool off, and he raises up, slowly, making the logs roll away. (And they left a few dents, too. That's not gonna be fun.)
Then shots zing by his head, and Grimlock grabs one of the logs, and throws it in the general direction of Slag. "Me Grimlock say stop shooting at me! Me Grimlock try to think."
Now, he's looking around. He doesn't know what really to be looking for, other than an opportunity to throw a wrench in whatver Mirage is up to. Make your move, Spy. Grimlock's ready.
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Tracks
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Post by Tracks on Jun 13, 2009 1:42:45 GMT -5
Behind his boulder, Tracks notices Mirage's lack of response to his 'course of action' question, but he continues on anyways with a wary optic on both the Dinobots and on the spy. He trusts that either Mirage will know not to do anything else utterly idiotic, or that whatever Mirage does, Tracks will be able to swoop in and whisk the other bot away.
With that plan of action in mind, Tracks carefully takes aim at the firing (and fiery) Slag, carefully thumbing the black beam control before pulling the trigger. //One blind Dinobot, coming right up.//
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Slag
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Post by Slag on Jun 17, 2009 8:43:03 GMT -5
Slag glares at his commander. "Me shoot at him who you lose! You just get in way!"
And unfortunently for him, a yelling Slag is not an observant Slag. So he is practically a sitting duck for Track's beam, and is hit and rendered blind quite quickly. "ME SLAG BLIND!" he roars, before turning around and firing at... Well, he has no idea. Probably the landscape that he can't see. "YOU UNFAIR FIGHT! ME SLAG MELT YOU!" he adds, every word roared out with maximum anger.
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Post by Mirage on Jun 17, 2009 10:38:42 GMT -5
//And do you think Decepticons will fight fair, Slag?// Mirage chuckles. He's deliberately goading the triceratops. //Just because you are large and powerful, with no regard to your own well-being, they will not do whatever they could to render you abilities null?//
Cloaking again, Mirage darts by Grimlock, deliberately making noise and leaving tracks in the sand. Tracks that point right toward Slag. Leaping silently to a flat rock inset in the ground, Mirage snatches up a nearby log and tosses it at Slag.
Mirage is still fairly close to Grimlock, though no longer between them. It is risky. He could get caught in cross fire or Grimlock could have a spurt of inspiration and knock him over.
Plus, he has no cover for when his cloak times out. And likely won't make it to any before then. Dangerous.
Dangerous but exhilarating. Tracks is going to read Mirage the riot act, later.
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Grimlock
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Post by Grimlock on Jun 18, 2009 12:37:30 GMT -5
Grimlock ducks when Slag starts shooting, grumbling. "SLAG! Stop shooting, you going to hit me! Then me have to hit you back and we still not have others."
Then Mirage skitters by Grimlock, rather obviously. The tracks stop at a rock, and Grimlock, through what bit of deductive reasoning he has, figures that Mirage is on that rock. It's probably a trap, but Grimlock doesn't care. He steps forward rather quickly...though he tries to be light-footed for once, not stomping, but carefully stepping. He's not totally quiet, but he's not coming down like thunder. Once close, he swings an arm out, and clotheslines Mirage from behind.
"Hmph...maybe something to this stuff after all." ---------- OOC: Clocking of Mirage done with player permission.
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Tracks
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Post by Tracks on Jun 20, 2009 13:52:41 GMT -5
Ah yes! Score one for the 'poncy bot', Tracks inwardly scoffs.
Oh makers above, the Dinobots seem to be catching on to the lesson. Finally. Tracks curses as he hears the resounding clang that comes from Grimlock hitting something unseen. That can only be one thing really. "Mirage, I do hope this is part of your plan..." Tracks is going to to more than just read Mirage the Riot Act later. More importantly, he's going to be laying the idea thick on the racer that one doesn't test the Dinobots too lightly.
With a slight leap, Tracks rolls from his hiding place. Stopping in a kneeling position and gun aimed at Grimlock. "Hey! Don't forget you've got another opponent here!" And he fires again, black beam option on.
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Slag
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Post by Slag on Jun 25, 2009 8:01:28 GMT -5
//Me Slag will have turn Decepticon into little SCRAP by now! You lucky you Autobot or you would be same!// Slag replies at Mirage, before yelling "Me fire where ever me want to!" at his commander. He's so angry he doesn't particularly care about the log hitting him, except to swat at where it was after it does so.
Then, Tracks yells. Slag may be somewhat dumb, but he is fairly certain that Tracks must have been the source of his blindness, or at least he'll be an appropriate substitute to vent his rage on. And unfortunately, while Slag is blind, he isn't deaf. The dinobot points his gun towards where he thinks Tracks is, and fires.
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Post by Mirage on Jun 25, 2009 10:30:35 GMT -5
Mirage is currently hurting. A lot. That blow from Grimlock knocked Mirage down hard, and the spy had tried to roll with it, put some distance between him and the Dinobot. Unfortunately, the rolling just added to the problem, playing havoc with Mirage's equilibrium. He stands shakily and puts his head to his temple, decloaking in time to see Tracks break cover- and Slag's subsequent firing upon the racer.
//Tracks, darling, love, I really do not want to see your pretty chassis cracked open. Stay behind cover, damn it! This is my punishment, not yours!//
At the same time Mirage smiles up at Grimlock and drawls, "Not bad, Grimmy dear, not bad. I'm afraid you don't pack quite the punch of my Grimlock though. I'm still standing, after all."
And snarking. Poke, poke, poke. Mirage shifts his position a tad. There's a trip wire buried in the sand between him and Grimlock, if the spy recalls correctly.
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Post by Grimlock on Jun 25, 2009 20:55:47 GMT -5
Grimlock looks down at Mirage, squeezing his hand joints much like a human would crack their knuckles. "Me Grimlock hold back. Me no kill other Autobot." Even if they grind his gears somethin' awful. "Unless them fake Autobots, but them gone now--"
Well, that's not good.
Grimlock groans out agonizingly as his optics go dead, stumbling around from the effects of Tracks' gun. "SLAG! Stop shooting and be quiet, now me blind too!" Grimlock stumbles backwards, drawing out his sword, and swinging it blindly a few times to ward the blue 'bots back, so hopefully they don't get too close before this wears off.
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Tracks
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Post by Tracks on Jun 27, 2009 0:24:05 GMT -5
//Apologies, Mirage, but I've already jumped into the fire!// Quite literally though, it seems. Tracks lets loose a stream of rather uncouth human swears from his mouth (Raoul would be suitable impressed) as Slag's bolts send him tumbling, paint bubbling and plating suitably gouged. Right, hearing. Tracks clamps his large mouth shut and takes the rest of the rolls like a proper fighter--without too much unnecessary sound effects.
The sky and earth stops rolling and Tracks finds himself looking up at a swinging and stumbling Grimlock. "Rolling ball bearings..." speaking of rolling things, Tracks might have felt some of his extremities catch on something as he played the part of life-size rolling pin. Did Mirage say something about trip wires and traps?
Oh sod.
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Slag
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Post by Slag on Jun 27, 2009 9:28:04 GMT -5
Slag glares at where he thinks his commander is, this time quite annoyed. He has no idea if he has hit Tracks or not, but his attention is sufficiently distracted.
"Me be quiet? If you be quiet instead then maybe you would have hit him other bot, rather than leave it up to me!" he yells back at his commander, completely oblivious to any other goings on.
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Post by Mirage on Jun 27, 2009 19:52:01 GMT -5
Oh sod, indeed.
Things have just become a bit more chaotic, and Mirage finds he no long has the control over the situation he once did. Avoiding Grimlock's sword is not truly an issue, not when the Dinobot isn't really trying to hit him. But between Grimlock's slight flailing and Track's rolling about, some of Mirage's carefully planned traps are about to come back to bite him in the aft.
Tracks catches not one, but two trip wires. One causes a spiked plank to fling upwards toward Mirage's back from beneath a mounded area of dirt. Another shifts a plank to one side beneath the sand, uncovering a hole just big enough for a Dinobot's leg-and conveniently enough right next to one.
Mirage ducks and rolls off to one side to avoid the plank, at the same time that Grimlock's foot slips into the hole. Mirage registers several tons of bellowing Dinobot falling toward him a bit too late, and only manages to avoid having his torso crushed as Grimlock topples onto him.
His legs, however, are another matter. Que extremely loud and pained cursing at Grimlock, Slag, the whole exercise, and especially Emirate Xaaron.
OOC: posing of Grimlock done with player permission.
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Grimlock
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Post by Grimlock on Jun 28, 2009 12:21:09 GMT -5
Argh, this is not going well.
"Me Grimlock say Slag SHUT UUUUUUUUUUUU--UWAARRGGHGGHG!"
And Grimlock goes down, groaning after impact.
He turns his head in a vague direction towards Mirage, still blinded. "What you yelling about?"
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